Considering how tough life had been for the young girl over the years, Evelyn couldn't help but reprimand Nathan when this incident happened.
"Nathan, look at what you've done! Natalie got hurt, and you didn't even help her up. Where did all those years of gentlemanly training go?"
Nathan didn't argue. He glanced at Natalie, who quickly interrupted before he could speak. "Grandma, don't blame Mr. Ford. I didn't want to trouble him."
Nathan smiled at Natalie's quick thinking. She was clever, giving him an easy way out while also gaining favor with Evelyn. Given her tragic background, Evelyn would naturally feel sympathy and wouldn't blame her.
"Nathan, is that true?" Evelyn patted Natalie's hand and turned to Nathan with a stern expression.
Nathan shrugged and stood up, looking nonchalant. "Whatever she says. If you truly trusted me, you wouldn't need to ask."
